The purists are small in number but, you know hardy of voice.

I think people react so strongly to hearing the human voice, you can't give them too much of it or else they want it all the time.

I celebrate three holidays: Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Telluride.

I think people are largely proud of being musically on the risk. Any time you talk to someone about music, I feel like everyone is kind of always underlining just, you know, how voracious their appetites for various things are.

The minute you make a record because you think somebody's going to play it on the radio is the minute you ought to quit.

My thesis statement would be—Bach didn't write Baroque music. He wrote great music.

The real question is, do you root for the fox in that song? Or are you horrified that the goose and the duck are being dragged off to their death, which is described in detail?